You may not be familiar with the Supremes, but if you are, you know that the three women who comprised the group made hit after hit in the Sixties, then faded away.  Diana Ross, the group's lead singer, however, went on to international fame.  On the other hand, her fellow members did not.  They have lived out the rest of their days in relative obscurity.

    Hence, when I noticed that one of these women, Cindy Birdsong, had been admitted into a conservatorship, her financial affairs now placed under the control of  one of her relatives, I could not help but feel sad.  Sixty years ago, Ms. Birdsong was a major star of the burgeoning world of pop music.  Today, however, all that is gone and largely forgotten.  All she has are memories and, judging from the news of this conservatorship, even those are fading, too.

    How grand is the human being, how remarkably creative are we!  Tragically, however, how brittle is our hold on ourselves and our lives:  we vanish so quickly.  Such dichotomy causes us to wonder:  what is the point?

    For that is the point.  Unless there is a meaning, a larger meaning to us and our lives, we really do labor in vain.

    Is there a God?